The Children

When darkness falls, the children gifted
reach for the stars, they're never lifted.

When sunlight comes, the children sleep
while their parents slowly weep.

Weep for their children, so purely given
to the tasks they are daily driven.

These children want nothing but to please
but their peers only tease.

So stand up and fight
for love, justice, and whats right.

Don't let another child down
don't make another child frown.

You can make all the change
you just have to know your range.

The range of your heart, soul and mind
just open them, and begin to unwind

Just remember, they're people too
all these little children around you.








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This is a poem I wrote spur of the moment not even 5 minutes ago as of the time of publishing.  Not sure what caused it, it just kind of came to me


EDITED: To fix that funky highlighting problem...